“Women. Plural. I haven’t been able to find any woman who could tolerate my schedule.”
“How do you know I will?” she murmured.
He couldn’t read her very well, but he thought she had concerns over whether she’d need more from him than he could give. “I suppose I don’t. It’s that feeling I have. I think we can make it work.”
She gazed up at him, seeming satisfied with this heart-to-heart they’d just had. Good. She’d be all in then and he could focus on work. He still wasn’t finished wooing her, though. He had to be sure he could secure this marriage.
“I do want children,” she said out of the blue, as though capping off the discussion.
“That’s good. I do too.”
“You want a family but you work sixty hours a week? How is that going to work?”
“Work from home more.”
She laughed. “You might as well hire a nanny.”
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